2.Curtains of rain

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Curtains of cold rain,
coming from nowhere,
untouched by anyone,
only warm hands,
wanted to end their agony,
to divide into two remnants of love,
words covered in black ink,
winter bringers,
to make me to sleep forever.

Curtains of cold rain,
coming from nowhere,
untouched by anyone,
only cold hands,
wanted to steal their fury,
to cut in two remains of silence,
words scribbled in red ink,
summer bringer,
to make me forget forever.

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